Stephen King gave me a call the other day. Well, we're not really on speaking terms, but his voice message was part of a novel and ambitious mobile marketing package put together for his new horror thriller Cell.

My real estate agent just sent me one of those cheesy grocery list pads for my refrigerator. It hangs from a magnetic business card with a picture of her and her big-haired-I-drive-a-bigger-Beemer-than-thou grin on her face, and by God I use it, because it really is just the right size for my Shop-Rite lists.